Daddy, I Don’t Want to Marry!

My my, this is gorgeous! Fresia exclaimed as she browsed the most recent catalog. She and her liege were in the carriage on their way to Arcade Street.

Max frowned. He couldnt understand why she was making a fuss about something useless. He looked out the window, thinking he would wander around away from her when they arrived at the square.

Just then, Fresia asked, Why dont you choose a present as well, my lord?

The crown prince mocked, What gift? Surely you dont mean one for my sister?

Fresia straightened her face. Of course not. I mean one for the lady! He stared at her in silence as if he didnt understand what she meant. Frustrated, Fresia cried, Dont tell me you havent gifted her anything yet!

What does it matter to you?

Doubting her ears, she asked, Not even once?!

Max recalled the time when he had gone shopping with Jubelian. He had tried many times to buy her things. Realizing she always shopped for inexpensive items, he had once told her he would buy everything in the store for her. However, her reaction was not what he had expected.

I like to buy my own things. Its a form of relieving my stress, you know?the lady had said.

Unwilling to give up, Max had tried many more times to buy her a gift, but the lady had persisted. No, he admitted.

Unaware of the circumstances, Fresia rubbed her temple in distress. She couldnt believe it. She thought that her liege and the lady were exchanging gifts as he was always carrying something like cake or clothes after meeting with her.

All this time he was only receiving things from her? Hes the worst.

Having heard stories only from Maxs perspective so far, Fresia thought the lady was somewhat interested in the crown prince. After all, she was always giving him something to take home. But now he was lucky if the lady didnt think of him as a shameless brat.

Your Highness, have you confessed to her already? Fresia asked, desperately hoping he hadnt yet.

Contrary to her wishes, Max nodded. Yes, I have.

She doubted her ears. He had confessed without a present? He was hopeless! The more she listened, the more she realized there was no way out. Although she was appalled, Fresia did her best to keep her composure and suggested calmly, Then how about gifting her something now? Even a small thing would do.

Confused, Max asked back, They will be of no use to her. Wouldnt it be better to give something that would impress her?

Aggravated, Fresia sighed loudly. But now that she thought about it, it was only natural that her lord wouldnt be familiar with the concept of gift-giving. He had spent most of his life on the battlefield. Belatedly deciding to educate her lord, she explained, Actually, gifts are like compliments! The more you give, the better.

Maxs eyes widened. Like compliments?

Yes, instead of saying that you like them, you express your feelings by giving them something. For example, you can give a flower saying that it was a reminder of the lady or that you thought she would appreciate itsomething like that.

Max swallowed, furrowing his brows. He had planned to give the palaces treasury to Jubelian once the rebellion was carried out successfully. But now, he was being told that it was better to give gifts frequently. If such was the case, he would have to revise his plan.She said she liked to spend money Whenever I meet her, I will give her a gold bar,he decided.

That was when Fresia asked, So, what was the ladys answer?

She hasnt told me yet.

Fresia sighed.Its already ruined. I should have taught him better than this!

There were usually two cases when a lady did not easily answer a confession.

It was either that she was flirting with other noblemen or she was in a difficult position to refuse. Knowing that Jubelian had followed Mikhail around begging for love despite all kinds of terrible rumors, Fresia decided the lady wasnt the type to lead on multiple people at once. She seemed too naive and was more likely to be the latter.